Game, FH Gym, 1 p.m. FHT

[tyler-gone.livejournal.com]

The gym was ready for the game assuming nothing crazy happened during detention, with a shiny floor, clean new nets, and two perfect basketballs lolling about. Everything was ready for the rematch between the blue and gold gremlins. Last time, gold had eked out a victory; this time, it was anyone's game.

Play ball.

[OOC: Wait for OCD. This post is open throughout the day; a post for the second half will be made when we're ready for it.]

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Re: Audience, 1st Half

[sogothcally.livejournal.com]

"Cally," she said, slumping down against one of the bleacher supports and sitting on the ground. "I'm sorry," she whispered.

Re: Audience, 1st Half

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

"You should be," Arthur said good-naturedly. "Leading a chap on like that." He leaned down and patted her on the shoulder. "Or maybe you're just feeling bad that I was too much for you. That's understandable."

Re: Audience, 1st Half

[sogothcally.livejournal.com]

"Just stay away from Aeryn or Parker," she said. "You'll get hurt."

Anyone else would just slap him.

Re: Audience, 1st Half

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

Arthur raised an eyebrow and looked interested. "Oh, dominant are they? That's always a refreshing turnabout. Can you point them out to me as a favor?"

Re: Audience, 1st Half

[sogothcally.livejournal.com]

Cally facepalmed.

Then pointed in the direction of Veronica and Archie.

Re: Audience, 1st Half

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

"Right-o. Remember me in your dreams, dearie." Arthur headed off in search of more compliant company.

Or not necessarily compliant if he found this Aeryn or Parker.